Morning

Bronwen got up before me and caught the bus to work. I’m told it turned up on time. I got up later because I’m lazy, and then didn’t get to work for ages because there weren’t any buses—though just to be confusing, when a bus did finally arrive, it was on time.

I paid my car registration, which is a rip-off—but one I seem powerless to do anything about. I’m powerless to do anything about nearly everything it seems.

Afternoon

I drank lots of iced coffee, ate some chocolate, had subway for lunch, and then felt sick on the bus home and had to have a lie down when I got home.

Day

Day

Some “interesting” graphs I made while trying to decide whether to replace my broken Canon 17 to 55mm f/2.8 lens with another identical 17 to 55mm lens, or get the apparently amazing Sigma 18 to 35mm lens…

Do I need the range between 35 and 55mm more than I want the f/1.8 and apparently better build quality, internal focusing and zoom (so no more sucking dust inside all the time), and extra sharpness of the Sigma?

For comparison, when I first got my camera in 2006 and only had a 17 to 85mm lens and a 50mm lens:

Night

I drove into South Bank, met Bronwen at Kangaroo Point Cliffs, had a look at the Night Noodle Markets, then had curry in West End.